I’m grateful for mother
My sisters, brothers, and father
I know you better now in Ozark sunlight
Graced by unbridled prayer and thought
Even in this cold spring night
Our collected wings take flight
Bound together in our daily living
Stories told and retold by firelight
Sparks fly in new memories staying
Fresh footprints in our making
Families coming together
Exchanging diamonds now shining
Times and hearts shared as we gather
History built with smiles together
Walking among hallowed roots tethered
To fields of ancient Irish Heather!
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